
The Ice Storm Page #7
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- 1997
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ELENA:
(gathering her things to
go)
provide her with quite a bit to
gossip about.
(getting up)
Take care.
PHILIP:
That I will indeed.
INT. CLASSROOM. DAY
Mikey is reading his English paper before the class.
MIKEY:
Because of molecules we are
connected to the outside world from
our bodies. Like when you smell
things, because when you smell a
smell it's not really a smell, it's
a part of the object that has come
off of it -- molecules. So when you
smell something bad, it's like in a
way you're eating it. This is why
you should not really smell things,
in the same way that you don't eat
everything in the world around you
- because as a smell, it gets
inside of you. So the next time you
go into the bathroom after someone
else has been there, remember what
kinds of molecules you are in fact
eating.
An embarrassed silence.
Band practice. The New Canaan High School band is doing a
wind version of a popular rock tune.
In front, there's Wendy, in halter top and hip-hugging bell
bottoms, incongruously blowing away on her trombone -- this
being her one stab at extracurricular activities.
In the flute section directly behind her is Sandy, piping
away on a tiny piccolo. He sits on a riser slightly elevated
above her.
He directs downward at Wendy a protracted regard, a look of
intense concentration on his face.
SANDY'S POV:
Wendy's backside, her pants pushed outward in the back,
affording Sandy a libido-charged view of the top of her bum
crack.
Push in on a close-up of this cherished abstract landscape,
then back to Sandy's furrowed face.
INT. CLUB RESTAURANT. DAY
Ben and Harold are at their table again. Lunch is being
cleared.
HAROLD:
It's not the taxes I object to.
It's all the fines and penalties.
BEN:
Alright dad. But you sold the
house, you didn't tell anyone,
including the IRS, and I'd of
certainly liked to have seen if
there was any old stuff --
HAROLD:
It was all junk!
Another pause. Ben decides not to pursue an overworked topic.
BEN:
Oh. Elena wanted to know when we
could expect you on Thanksgiving.
It's just going to be you this
year.
HAROLD:
Ben, I'm going to Florida. I hate
Thanksgiving and I hate the cold. I
have a new nurse. She's a negro,
she weighs three hundred pounds,
and I've decided to leave my entire
estate to her.
BEN:
What?
HAROLD:
Jesus, Benjamin, you're still as
gullible as ever.
BEN:
That was a joke? You don't tell
jokes.
HAROLD:
I thought I'd start trying. If you
don't mind. But I am going to
Florida and I do have a new nurse.
INT. TRAIN. EVENING
Ben sits in the moving train, commuting home. He puts down
his paper to look at this fellow passengers. [NOTE: He is in
the same seat as was Paul at the beginning of the film.]
INT. HOOD DEN. DAY
Elena sits in a yoga pose.
INT. HOOD GARAGE. DAY
Elena enters the garage from the kitchen and turns the light
on.
She finds an old bicycle and pulls it out.
EXT. SUBURBAN STREETS. DAY
Elena rides her bike into town, infused with the girlish
sense of freedom she imagined for her daughter.
Suddenly, there's a pop -- a tire is blown out. She slows
down and gets off the bike. As she bends to look at the
wheel, a station wagon slows near her. The driver's side
window rolls open. It's Janey Williams.
JANEY:
Need a lift?
INT. JANEY'S CAR. DAY
Elena sits in the passenger seat. The two women are obviously
uncomfortable with each other.
Silence.
ELENA:
Thanks again. For the dinner.
JANEY:
Thanks for eating it. I don't know
why I even pretend I can cook.
ELENA:
I used to know how to cook.
JANEY:
It's not like we're too busy.
They smile, barely.
ELENA:
school.
JANEY:
Social work?
ELENA:
How'd you know?
JANEY:
Educated guess.
ELENA:
I'm that predictable? No, you don't
have to answer that. It's just that
with the kids almost grown --
JANEY:
You don't have to apologize. I'm
too much of a cynic. You actually
seem to be trying to figure things
out -- don't mind me.
She pulls the car over.
Janey's car pulls to the curb.
INT. CAR. CONT'D
JANEY:
Here you are.
ELENA:
(opening her door)
Thanks for the lift. If the bike's
any bother--
JANEY:
None at all. I'll leave it in front
of your garage. Happy Thanksgiving.
Elena watches the car pull away. She turns and walks into the
store.
Elena moves through the aisles, putting various sundries into
a basket.
She pauses in front of the lipsticks.
She picks up a lipstick, looks at it, then quietly places it
in her pocket.
We see her reflection in the security mirror above the aisle,
as she quickly exits the store.
The middle-aged lady behind the counter watches her leave.
EXT. FIVE AND DIME. DAY
In a wide shot, from across the street, we see Elena leave
the store, followed by the shopkeeper who runs behind her and
taps her on the shoulder. They converse for a minute, and
Elena is accompanied back into the store.
Through the store windows we see her take the lipstick out of
her purse. She's obviously distraught -- offering to pay,
talking quickly, etc. The shopkeeper is holding a telephone,
not yet decided on whether to call her in.
PAUL (V.O.)
To find yourself in the Negative
Zone, as the Fantastic Four often
do, means that all everyday
assumptions are inverted -- even
the invisible girl herself becomes
visible, and so she loses the last
semblance of her power.
INT. TRAIN. DAY
Close on images from The Fantastic Four.
"HERE IN THE NEGATIVE ZONE, HIS
NOTHING BUT WAIT... AND PRAY" "BUT
WHAT ABOUT FRANKLIN? HE'LL BE
KILLED!"
Paul sits reading on his way home.
EXT. WILLIAMS HOUSE. DAY
Janey pulls up in the driveway. As she gets out of the car,
she hears a small explosion from the back of the house.
EXT. HOOD BACKYARD. DAY
Janey comes around the back to discover Sandy stuffing a
model airplane with m-80 firecrackers. He lights them and
runs back a safe distance. The plane explodes, its wreckage
joining the debris from a few other dolls, models, and toys.
JANEY:
Sandy!
Sandy looks up -- busted.
Janey marches over to him.
JANEY (CONT'D)
You little idiotic prick, you could
blow yourself f***ing sky high with
all this demented crap.
Sandy looks on the verge of tears. She softens and bends down
to him.
JANEY (CONT'D)
(sighing)
Hey.
(picking up the
firecrackers)
I'll take this stuff.
SANDY:
You going to tell dad?
JANEY:
Would it matter?
(sees something else lying
on the ground)
And what's that?
SANDY:
(sniffling)
You know, it's the whip -- the one
uncle Frank got me from Mexico.
JANEY:
It's not packed with explosives, is
it?
SANDY:
No!
JANEY:
(going into the house)
Play with the whip.
INT. WILLIAMS LIVING ROOM. DAY
Mikey and Wendy are in front of the TV, watching a rerun of
Divorce Court.
JANEY:
Oh. Hi Wendy.
WENDY:
Hi Mrs. Williams.
JANEY:
Mikey, have you heard the
explosions coming from the
backyard?
Do you know what Sandy's been up
to?
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